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I was nervous.
Not nervous to talk with Anita, but to ask her to do something special for me. I had never even dared to bring up the subject, especially since we were coworkers.
Anita was Anita Marks and we had been working together at the radio station for a few months.
Anita was an accomplished sports talk show host and television analyst but before that played women’s professional football for five seasons with the Miami Fury and the Florida Stingrays of the WPFL.
Midway through her career as one of the best quarterbacks in the league, Anita was given the honor of posing nude for the most iconic men’s magazine of them all; Playboy.
Her layout was one of my favorites and I was waiting patiently for just the right moment to ask her if she would do me the honor of autographing my copy.
It was a quiet night at work when I finally found the courage to make my request.
“I would love to, Johnny.” Said Anita with a beaming smile that put me at ease. “Bring it in anytime.”
I laughed and told her I had been carrying it around for weeks, nervously waiting to ask her.
“That’s so sweet, Johnny, but you don’t have to be shy. I am still proud of my pictures.”
“You should be, Anita,” I chimed in, “They are amazing.”
We went to an unoccupied office and I took out my Playboy and a silver magic marker.
Anita not only signed once, but made little comments above each and every one of her fun and y nude pics.
“Thank you so much, Anita,” I said after each of her strokes of the pen, “I love your beautiful pictures.”
Anita winked and said in her sultry voice, “My pleasure, Johnny.” She then popped the cap back atop the marker and made a few quick pumping motions with it, adding with a whisper “I don’t mind that nice guys like you jerked off to me…”
I felt myself blushing but at the same time getting aroused by Anita’s comment.
“You do like jerking off to me, don’t you, Johnny?” She asked slyly.
“Guilty,” I responded, “guilty as sin, Anita.” Was all I could say, confessing to the charge.
“How would like a shot at the real thing, Johnny?” Came Anita’s reply. “My place tonight?”
I accepted her invite without hesitation and packed away my autographed souvenir, knowing there were more exciting memories awaiting me.
We walked out together after our shifts ended and hopped into her car. Before she started the engine she leaned over and we shared our first kisses.
“I could tell you were just dying for me the first time we worked together, Johnny. Sweet, shy guys like you totally turn me on!”
We arrived at her apartment and got comfortable on the couch. I told Anita she was every bit as gorgeous as she was when she posed, maybe even ier now than she was then.
“I still have my football jersey, Johnny. Let me model it for you. Wait right here.” She said dashing off to her bedroom.
Anita returned moments later wearing her familiar number 8 jersey, a tiny thong and nothing else.
“What do you think, Johnny?” Asked Anita with her hands on her hips, “are you ready to play?”
“Hell, yes,” I answered, “you are the field general, Anita. This is your game!”
I reached out my hand and let her lead me to her bedroom.
Anita climbed on the edge of her bed, reached out to me while on her knees and helped me out my shirt as I stood in front of her.
After licking and kissing my chest, she then undid my belt. I stepped back, removed my shoes and let down my pants.
Anita pulled me back to her and yanked down my boxer briefs, letting my rock hard cock free.
The quarterback took my rod in her powerful grip and began stroking it approvingly.
“You certainly have the right equipment, Johnny.” Said Anita, “before we go deep, let’s go with the ground game.”
Anita laid back on the bed and lifted her powerful legs. I helped her remove her thong and pulled her legs up over my shoulders and went to work on her pussy.
“Great move, Johnny,” Anita purred as I licked. “Don’t you stop.”
Anita coached me as I buried my face between her legs, guiding me to her favorite spots.
Our first connection was perfect as I soon brought Anita to an explosive climax.
“Great start, Johnny,” said Anita with a y smile, “Let’s go for 2.”
She pulled her jersey over her head and let me play with her perfect tits. Anita then guided my cock between them to let me enjoy them even more.
I was close to cumming when Anita decided to call an audible. She spun around flipped back her honey blonde hair and ordered me to take her from behind.
I took her by the hips and slid my cock into her wet pussy, doggie style. Anita arched her back and called out to me, “Oh, yes. Hit my Gspot Johnny. Fuck me hard!”
We got into a great rhythm and I playfully slapped my quarterback’s tight bottom, making sure she enjoyed every deep stroke.
I skillfully reached around her and played with her clit. I could tell Anita was close to cumming and I urged her on; “Go baby, go for it Anita. Cum for me.”
Anita went all the way, screaming my name as she reached another orgasm. “Holy fuck, Johnny. Let’s keep this going. It’s time for you to get on the board.”
She pulled me onto the bed and had me lay on my back. Anita then went down on my cock, taking the shaft as far as she could. She came up for air and continued pumping away.
Just when I thought I would go over the edge, Anita mounted me. She pinned down my shoulders and rode me hard.
Anita switched things up and showed off her athleticism by me relentlessly in reverse cowgirl fashion.
I grabbed her magnificent ass and held on for dear life as Anita came for me yet again.
“Okay, Johnny. It’s all you now. Plunge it in and finish this drive in style,” said Anita, setting me up for the highlight of the night.
I mounted her in the missionary position, the traditional pro set if you will, and fucked Anita with all the energy I had left.
“You are so hot, Anita,” I praised her. “I love your y body. I want it so much.”
Anita wrapped her incredible legs around me and pulled me deeper and deeper insider her. “FUCK ME, JOHNNY! FUCK ME!” She yelled, as if she was calling out the play at the line of scrimmage.
Her wish was my command and I picked up the pace. As I felt my balls tighten, Anita pivoted and moved her face in front of my cock, her mouth wide open awaiting my big finish.
I called out her name and exploded. Streams of my thick, milky load splashed across Anita’s face. At least three spurts were right on the money, landing on her tongue. She swallowed all she could and then took my dripping cock in her mouth, draining me of every last drop I had.
I collapsed next to her on the bed. Anita laughed and highfived me as she rolled playfully alongside.
“Great job, Johnny.” She said, complementing me on my performance. “You fucked me like a pro. Time to rest up before we go at it again. This is only halftime!”
Anita gave me a quick kiss, slapped me on the bottom and went off to grab us some energy drinks.
She turned and looked back at me and added one final thing: “Maybe we will have to go to overtime, Johnny. What do you think?”
I was still catching my breath and could barely answer. My quarterback had sacked me.
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